#take a shot every time I say aww baby

[bluewormonastring]

My live reactions to season 2 (episode 1)

SPOILERS OBVIOUSLY KIDS READ AT UR OWN RISK

Holy shit I’m so excited

Oh my god

Oh my god

Oauxbwkxjwhz

LOVE THE BLACK SCREEN W A SHARP CUT TO THE BEACH 10/10

OMG WE GET THE STEDE AND IZZY BEACH SWORD NOW? SO SOON? YOU SPOIL ME OFMD

Omg he’s been stabbed this is for sure a dream sequence

STEDE THATS MURDER EVEN IF ITS JUST IN YOUR HEAD

“You absolute twa….” BEST DYING WORDS EVER ILY IZZY ALWAYS AND FOREVER

THE SLOW RUN TOWARDS EACH OTHER OMG

AND STEDES FACE AND HIS VOICE AND AWW BABY

AWWW THE WAY THEY CRASHED INTO EACH OTHER

“BABE” HA FOWIHXBWNA I WAS NOT PREPARED

“I KNEW YOUD FIND ME LOVE”

“Fuckin love the beard mate”

Oh we’ve started farting lovely

OH MY GOD I WASNT PREPARED FOR HOW ID FEEL WHEN IT CUT TO HIM WITH EVERYONE AWW MY BABIES IVE MISSED YOU SO MUCH

“Cant be worse than you moaning ‘Ed oh ed’ all night” ILY PETE

Iconic title screen as always

“DEAR ED” AHHHH

SPANISH JACKIE ILY

Instantly taking an interest in the Swede as we knew would happen but still iconic

Ugh I love Leslie jones did I mention I love Leslie jones

Nat looks so scared aww baby

I love wee John being security

And host stede aww baby

I live for black Pete dealing with working in customer service

And all of them tbh

Aww poor buttons he needs his ocean and Livy

I’m ngl for a second I was like “where’s Fred armisen- oh wait”

ITS THE I THINK OF YOU OFTEN LINE YESS

HELLO YES I ADORE IZZY HANDS HE CAN DO NO WRONG IDC WHAT YOU SAY IVE MISSED MY BABY BOY

Ahh the wedding

“Demon? *shakes head* I’m the fucking devil” AHH

Guys were only 6 minutes in and this post is already long as shit so buckle up (if ur actually reading it lmao my ass would be like nope too long”

THERES MY VICO HELLO VICO ILY AND MY JOEL FRY ILY BABIES

Ah yes ye olde put trauma in a box in lock it

Awww fang baby boy someone give him a hug find him Lucius

Omg it’s the “you dumped him” scene

“Did everyone get some cake” because he’s still our precious little angle

HE JUST SNORTED RHINO HORN IS THAT A THING WAS THAT A THING IN HISTORY HUH

NO ITS THIS SCENE I DONT WANNA WATCH MY BABY BE SAD

Yes hello I love Izzy hands I would protect him with my life little baby boy

Vico looks so done w his ass

Someone give my baby a hug

Ily fang

The tears in his eyes during “unhand me” aww Angel

AWW IZZY

CONNOTHAN O NONNATHAN WE LOVE YOU YOU PRECIOUS LITTLE BOY UR ABSOLUTE PERFECTION YOU ANGEL

I love the friendship Jim and that girl have

Oh shit Jackie

“BOO CAKES” JACKIE

Stede honey you’re not intimidating

“I know that guy we had breakfast together” “you’ll be having a lot of breakfastes together” “oh okay 🙂” ily Swede

HIM DOING AN ED IMPRESSION LMAO “could be. Could be mate.”

“You’re my hero” 😞😕🙂😏

Swede bein a cute lil double agent

AWW SWEDE “my time with Jackie has been the happiest of my life. Her love has helped me locate parts of myself I didn’t even know existed and reclaim others that I have long missed” ILY

“Tonight is my turn to perform the husbandly duties”

“That’s another toe” ED YOU STAY AWAY FROM HIM LEAVE MY BABY ALONE

“Who am I to you” aww Izzy Angel baby he’s accepting it OMG “I have love for you Edward” IZZY YOURE SAYING IT OUT LOUD IM SO PROUD OF YOU BUD

IZZY YOU DID NOT JUST SAY TALK IT THROUGH YOU HAD TO HAVE KNOWN THAT WAS A HORRIBLE IDEA

OMG AND THE SHIFT IN THE MUSIC AS SOON AS HE SAID IT

IZZY RUN

RUN MY BABY BOY RUN

“As a crew” OH EDDDDD

ED DONT POINT A GUN AT JIM

OR ANYONE ELSE

THAT INCLUDES YOURSELF EDWARD TEACH BORN ON A BEACH

“They think ya crazy” cackling his face omg

Go taika absolutely slaying this scene

The way the camera is all like jittery is so good

Jim’s like “beard” makes their chin look like… not caved in but idk like it looks like they have a rly bad overbite yk

“Everyone knows why” “I don’t. Enlighten me” “your feelings for stede fucking bon-“ *GUNSHOT* ARE U SHITTING ME EDWARD NO WE DO BOT SHOOT FRIENDS

OH MY GOD HE MADE FRENCHIE FIRST MATE HOLY SHIT

Oh my god Izzy my poor baby Izzy oh my god how dare you hurt my Izzy

LMAO SWEDE

“FUCK THOSE HAMMIES UP” LMAO

There’s like no way there’s actually anything valuable in that chest

WE GOT TO SEE HER TAKE A NOSE FOR THE NOSE JAR YESSS

OH SHIT INDIGO

“Now give me back my blue shit STEVE”

Susan’s hot

DONT HURT SWEDE

Oh good okay we’re cool

I feel like she’s lying tho

But for now we’re cool

AWW FANG

AWW JIM COMFORTING FANG

“WANNA HEAR THE STORY OF THE WOODEN BOY” AWW

Living for vico using they them for the puppet

“DO THE VOICE” AWW

OMG VICO THATS ICONIC

AWW YAY THEYRE LAUGHING NOW THOSE ARE MY BABIES YAY

Living for buttons reuniting with the ocean

Okay roll credits cheers yall see you next episode

[lightnotyagami]

hiii!! Do you write on aether?? If yes, can you write a dom!aether x fem reader where the reader is just fucking bratty with him and he decids to punish her? With a breeding kink if possible! Have a good day and take care of you!

" Untrust us. "

Aether x fem reader smut

A/n: you have every right to kill me anon im MONTHS too late for this cuz i was studying to get accepted into my dream school☠️but i did it & had time to reopen this acc so heres your FF!

Summary: your Professor is making you go insane and aether knows just the right medicine against the stress

Tw/cw: breeding kink, school stress, bratty? Reader (im not very good at writing bratty fems im so sorry) , dom aether, harsh smut, could be considered modern au but i thought of sumeru akademia😭 + correct me if i missed anything !!

"Im gonna go fucking- ahh!" you stormed into the apartment kicking off your shoes and walking into the bedroom without even greeting aether. You threw yourself on your bed, face first, letting out an uncharacteristic groan. you got into a fight with one of the Professors, he was makibng you go insane since the beginning but straight up loosing your project and claiming you never gave it to him?? what the hell is wrong with this man?? you thought to yourself as you felt the weight of the bed shift , aether appeared next to you softly brushing your hair out of your face, or at least trying before you hit his hand back "aether do NOT." you growled out. aether simply chuckled lightly, and pulled his hand away from your face, you sat up quickly glaring at the aether in front of you."What's so funny?" you asked as you leaned forwards, placing your hands on your knees."nothing" he responded, giving you a quick smile which you didn't return. You weren' t in the mood to be happy right now. you grabbed a pillow throwing it towards aether who caught it, not saying anything more you laid down again

"you know, i can fix this."

"what the hell do you mean?"

....

"n-ngh~ aether" you moaned out, arching your back at his harsh thrusts into you "aww come on~ wheres that bratty persona now?" he mocked you as he moved faster "i-m sorry~" you whined out to him , pushing yourself against the sheets as he continued to thrust into you kissing your neck and leaving marks along the way "that's better~" he grinned and pushed deeper inside your body.A sharp pain shot through your stomach causing you to let out a loud scream, tears forming in your eyes ."oh baby! i'm so sorry! did I hurt you?" He asked mockingly now kissing your chest "no..feels good~." you whimpered out, clutching onto his shirt, feeling the familiar wetness dripping down your lower abdomen, you knew thus feeling. You could feel it building up in the pit of your stomach, your stomach was burning and your core was clenching uncomfortably "p-please~" you begged him holding onto his shoulders tighter "shh its alright~" he moaned hiding his face in your neck as you felt a sudden wave of heat burst throughout your body and aethers thrusts slowing down to a stop and pulling out "wha-wait i didnt finish yet!" you cried out

...

"i know, thats a luxery you get only when behaveing."

[frenchkisstheabyss]

🖤 Yours Alone 🖤

🖤 Pairing: dom!boyfriend!hongjoong x sub!fem!reader

🖤 Genre: smut

🖤 Summary: Things get interesting when you visit your boyfriend while he's on a business trip in Greece.

🖤 Word Count: 1.1k-ish

🖤 Warnings: soft dom hongjoong, praise kink, masturbation (f), fingering, nicknames (daddy, baby, good girl), edging, the filthiest of language, and remind me if I missed anything

🖤 A/N: @sailork-pop I hope this insomnia fueled one shot satisfies your wishes to be a spoiled Joong babe who gets flown out to pretty places

Hongjoong spares no expense when it comes to you. Anything you’ve ever wanted, anything you might even think you want, is yours without question. Some might say he spoils you but why shouldn’t he when you’ve always been such a good girl? You’re his goddess. His muse. His addiction. If you want the moon he’ll pluck it from the night sky and every star with it. This time around you hadn’t quite asked for the moon. Actually, you hadn’t directly asked for anything.

You’d simply called to tell him how much you missed him while he was away on business in Greece, never expecting that he’d have you on a flight to the breathtaking island of Santorini mere hours later. With gorgeous homes carved into the towering cliffs of the island surrounded by a sea that reflects a vivid blue unlike any you’ve ever witnessed, it’s been the epitome of romance since you stepped off the plane. 

But none of that is why you’re here. You didn’t drop everything to come dine at expensive restaurants or brush elbows with his friends in the fashion industry. You came to be with him. To be seen by him. To be loved by him. To be draped across the bed in his luxury suite like the beautiful creature that you are, stroking your clit through the designer lingerie he had custom-made just for you.

Hongjoong stands at the end of the bed, still dressed in the suit he wore to dinner. The one that drove you mad all night, making it impossible to focus on much else but him. He looks so good that you can’t take your eyes off of him. A feeling that’s intensely mutual. Hongjoong’s eyes are glued to you, captivated by the sight of you playing with yourself precisely as he instructed.

You make the cutest pouty face, whimpering at how heavenly the expensive silk of your panties feels brushing against your stiff clit. Hongjoong takes a deep breath, rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt, “Aww, my girl has the prettiest little moans. Come here and let daddy see how wet you are.” “Yes, daddy” you mewl, inching closer to the foot of the bed and spreading your legs. Using two fingers he pulls your panties to the side, grinning at how drenched they are before he even gets a look at the arousal dripping from your warmth.

“I didn’t tell you to stop, did I?” he teases, his free hand reaching up to lovingly cup your cheek. Gripping your panties, he tucks them to the side, exposing every bit of your deliciously needy pussy to him. Your fingers are back at your clit, your head falling back at the jolt of pleasure you get from finally touching your bare clit. He groans, chewing at his bottom lip, his cock growing hard enough to make him regret these fitted pants.

Fuck, he wants you on his tongue so badly but that’s not a part of the plan. At least not for this round. For now, he needs you just like this, making delicate figure eights on your clit, your pussy so wet that your fingers keep slipping through your folds whenever your clit twitches from you hitting a particularly sensitive spot. “Daddy, am I doing okay?” you whine, a wave of heat washing over you. “Oh, baby,” he coos, dipping two fingers into the juices trickling from your slit, “You’re doing so well. Look at this.”

Hongjoong raises his fingers up to show how perfectly you glisten in the light. He pops them into his mouth, those few drops of you coating his tongue enough to chase off his craving. He doesn’t even try to hide how much he loves the taste of you, humming as he takes one last lick. Just knowing how hooked on your pussy he is has you teetering on the edge of your high. Your movements begin to get sloppy as your muscles weaken, your body tingling from head to toe.

Your breath hitches as your stomach winds itself into endless knots that threaten to snap without warning. “Stop” Hongjoong demands, grabbing you by the wrists and pinning your arms to your sides. You writhe beneath the pressure, slowly losing your grasp on an orgasm so close you could almost taste it. But you don’t want it, not really, unless Hongjoong says you’re allowed. 

“Are we forgetting to ask permission? We can’t have that can we?” he scolds, leaning forward to kiss your inner thighs, his lips barely skimming your clit as he moves from one thigh to the other. “I’m sorry, daddy. Can I cum? Pretty please? Can you…can you make me cum?” Hongjoong releases you, kissing his way down your leg as he rises back to his feet. “I don’t know. You were doing such a good job on your own. I don’t think you need me.”

Crawling onto your knees, you poke your bottom lip out, “But I do need you. I always need you.” Hongjoong pets your hair, contemplating his answer for what feels like a painfully long time. Without a word, he kisses you on the forehead and makes his way to the other end of the bed. When he shifts to the middle of the bed, his back to the headboard, you don’t even question that the answer’s yes.

You position yourself between his legs, leaning back so that your head rests on his chest, the scent of his cologne filling your lungs. Hongjoong wraps his arms around your waist, his embrace safe and comforting. You spread your legs, knees pressing into his, back arching as his fingers sink into your core. “Joongie, mmph” you squeak at the feeling of his other hand laying flat on your clit, rubbing back and forth at the same rapid pace of those fingers rhythmically thrusting into your pussy.

“You hear that baby?” he whispers into your ear, “Still so wet. You must really wanna make daddy happy.” “I do. Want you to be proud of me.” Hongjoong picks up his pace, moving faster and faster the tighter your walls clench around him. “What? Look at how well you take my fingers, swallowing them so fucking deep inside you. I’m always so, so proud of you, baby.”

And just like that you’re seeing stars, trembling in his arms as you gush all over the bed, his fingers tapping at your sweet spot until you can’t take it anymore. You collapse into him, whimpering even after his fingers have eased out of you. Lifting you up a bit, he grabs the blanket tousled about beneath you, bringing it up to cover you as you cuddle up together.

“Hey,” he says softly, kissing you on the cheek. You smile up at him, your eyes bright and loving, “Yeah?” “I really missed you too.”

[bunnyreaper]

Gaz taking care of his babies while his wife has a birthday spa day? 🥹🥹🥹🥹

this is... something? i tried okay <3

you'd heard horror stories from other wives about leaving your kids alone with your kids alone with just their dad, but you knew that when it came to kyle--you didn't have a single thing to worry about.

that man had the kids routines memorised, even when he was off on the other side of the world fighting the monsters that hide in the dark. he knew when to call to say goodnight, if he could, when not to call because it would be bath time, and what football team his sons under 7's team were playing every week. 

kyle garrick was a great father and a fantastic husband--having sent you off for a birthday spa retreat where you could truly have some time off from being a mother. you carried the family when he was away, so when he wasn't deployed he made every second count, and took on the weight of the family. 

he hadn't wanted to bother you with updates during your day and night away, so he and the kids had instead taken plenty of photos and videos to show you when you came back.

you sit now on your family's couch, snuggled up to kyle while your kids cuddle up on each side of you, and you all watch the video kyle had put together. 

the first shot is a video of you driving away, them saying they loved you and to have a good time, then the camera immediately cut to a video of them all in the kitchen, baking a cake for you'd return. both of your children throw flour at each other, while kyle films the whole thing. then it shifts to a picture of him back in the kitchen, the entire place spotless with him and the kids grinning. 

after the cake chaos, there are clips of them all gaming together for their allotted screen time. kyle had used the couch cushions to construct makeshift cars while the kids played mario kart. your son let his younger sister win at least once, and the image of the characters on the podium makes you smile. the camera was even left running to capture the kids not complaining even once when their dad tells them it's time to finish. 

and then came the clips of bedtime--your daughters first. her and kyle were currently working through a re-read of her set of bluey books. there's one book in the set she never lets you read, only her dada. you watch kyle sit next to your girl, reading the story with such enthusiasm and even doing his terribly amazing australian accent. 

next was your son's bedtime, and seeing your two boys together always warms your heart. kyle is always teaching your son to be the best little man he can be, even if it's not the traditional way of being. you watch as your son asks questions about how much his dada loves you, as he wonders aloud about his future spouse. 

the video comes to a close with a shot of kyle in your shared bed, clutching your pillow close to him as he cuddles up for the night. 

"aww, I love it. I'm so glad you all had such a good time while I was gone!" you smile from ear to ear, heart completely full at the video made by your family. 

"we did!" your son cheers, just a touch too loudly in your ear. "did you have a good time?" 

you nod fervently, your smile mirrored on your kids faces. you pull your son in for a smooch to the cheek, as your daughter cuddles close to her dadam "yes baby, i did, though i missed you all so much." 

which is the truth, you did miss your family while you were gone, but you also really appreciated some time just for yourself. you make a mental note to return the favour for kyle, or to arrange something for just the two of you.

"go grab your mum's cake from the fridge, yeah?" kyle says, sending the kids out of the living room and into the kitchen, giving the two of you time alone.

you turn to your husband, about to thank him when he pulls you in for a deep, sensual kiss. your eyes flutter shut, as kyle kisses you like he's missed you for so long, not just a night.

"i love you, kyle." you sigh into his lips.

"love you too." he replies, before smirking filthily. "got a video to show you later though, your eyes only." 

[tongue-like-a-razor]

Could u do a head shot for everytime rooster and reader found out they were pregnant?

Aww this is such a cute ask, thank you, anon! Hope you like it :D

The Making of Rooster's Brood

Summary: Rooster and his wife are having all the babies.

CW: So many pregnancies and children, foster care and adoption, swearing, possibly an illegal amount of fluff

A/N: Just a quick warm-up drabble, nothing special! But now I need to go write some angst because I might be in danger of melting entirely after this piece.

Rooster's Brood Pt1 | Rooster's Brood Pt2 | Masterlist

The first time is planned. You follow every recommendation to a tee. You and Rooster can't wait to be parents so, the moment the two of you have your own place, you start trying.

You buy a pregnancy test the day after. You know it's way too early but you can't wait. Of course, it's negative, which bums you out. Rooster sits with you on the couch, consoling you and reminding you that nothing will show up on a home pregnancy test for weeks, even if you are, in fact, pregnant.

Nonetheless, you purchase another test the next day. You wait to take it until a week has passed - an excruciatingly long week. The test is negative again, and you are so discouraged that Rooster decides to take you to the movies to get your mind off things.

The two of you continue to try for another week and, meanwhile, you pay attention to every weird thing your body is doing. First, it's a stuffed nose. A cold, perhaps. Then, the frequent peeing - three times in one night? Finally, when your lower back starts hurting, you ask Rooster to go out and get you a test. It's ten o'clock in the evening and you half-expect him to say no, but Rooster is out the door before you could finish your sentence.

You take the test and step out of the bathroom after setting your timer. Rooster is holding his arms out to give you a hug. You stay in his embrace for the entire three minutes and, when the timer goes off, the two of you enter the bathroom anxiously. Rooster doesn't notice at first, but you see the faint pink of the second line right away and scream.

When Rooster catches on, he grabs you and pulls you into his chest, his arms wrapping tightly around your body. “Is it true? Are you sure?” He asks.

After you nod and he kisses your head several times, he lets go and goes over to the counter to inspect the test.

…

The second time is definitely an accident. You find out several days after your baby turns one and you start to freak out. How in the world are you going to keep two babies alive? You barely have enough energy to get out of bed in the morning - your first baby is a terrible sleeper.

Rooster assures you that it’ll all be alright. He cuddles you in bed while you try to determine whether you are filled with more terror or excitement at the prospect of a second child. Rooster chuckles when you voice your thoughts aloud and says, “I’m so fucking happy right now. Does that ease your mind at all?”

It does.

…

“Maybe we should try for a girl,” Rooster says one day as your little family of four finds a spot to have a picnic by the water.

You give him a pointed look. You’re not thrilled at the idea of raising an entire litter of Rooster babies while he’s on deployment four months out of the year.

“Always wanted a girl,” Rooster says musingly and the sheepish grin on his face as he pulls you in for a hug nearly convinces you.

A few minutes later, when you hear your kids’ jubilant screams as Rooster plays with them in the water, you look up with a resigned sigh. You smile because you’re extremely proud that your husband is such a wonderful father. And, of course, by the time you’ve set out the crackers and cheese, you’ve decided that having another baby might not be so bad.

…

The fourth time is a surprise once again. Only, this time, you’re not as upset about it. With three kids, you’ve already gotten into the swing of things as parents. Your kids play together, which means you don’t have to constantly entertain them (just break up their fights once in a while). You and Rooster are really hoping the fourth one will be a girl but, when you find out that it will be twins, Rooster is so excited that he starts whooping right in the doctor’s office.

…

After Rooster returns from deployment, the two of you decide that you make the most amazing kids and it would be a disservice to the world if you didn’t go ahead and make another one. You don’t even take a pregnancy test this time because you know the signs like the back of your hand.

Rooster does an amazing job of taking care of the kids and you while you’re pregnant because, this time, you’re nauseated for the entire nine months! He cooks, he cleans, he does bath time and reads the bedtime stories. He gets all the night calls and gets up at the crack of dawn every morning. “I’m a rooster, after all,” he says.

…

You decide, after your latest pregnancy, that it’ll be your last one. Being sick for nine months is absolutely no fun.

But, when Rooster brings home a foster child for temporary placement, you tell him right away that the two of you are adopting him without question. He tells you that he was hoping you’d say that.

…

Fast forward another year and you and Rooster are sitting on the couch, watching your children play. Rooster has his arm around you and you’re snuggled into his side while he strokes your shoulder gently.

“Look at this amazing family you made,” he says quietly.

“We made,” you respond.

Rooster chuckles. “My part was so easy.”

You laugh. “You’ve pulled your weight since.”

“Ever think about having another one?”

You look up at him sharply and he gives you a mischievous grin. “You’re joking,” you say.

He purses his lips to contain his widening smile and glances at the room full of children. “Historically speaking, chances are that I’m not joking.”

“You still want a girl,” you say.

He looks back at you. “Well, I already have a queen,” he says, kissing you tenderly on the forehead. “Wouldn’t mind a princess though. To keep these hooligans in check,” he nods at the boys roughhousing in the living room.

You consider his statement as he pecks your cheek. The softer his kisses become, the more sway he seems to have over your rational mind. You’ve already got seven kids, what’s one more?

Rooster nuzzles his head against yours. “Forget I said anything, baby,” he whispers. “You have given me everything I've ever wanted and more. I can’t believe how lucky I am.”

"What if it'll be another boy?" you say quietly.

You feel Rooster's body stiffen. He lowers his head to catch your gaze. "Could be a dinosaur for all I care," he replies. You laugh but he sits up straighter and gives you a serious look. "Baby," he says, running a hand down the side of your face. "Girl, boy, a bit of both or maybe neither, it makes no difference to me. You know that, right? I was only kidding."

You nod. "I know."

"I am so happy we have seven boys, baby," he continues. "They're the most amazing humans on the planet. Because they're ours. Mine and yours."

You smile at him, overwhelmed by all the little things that make up the Rooster you love: the earnestness in his eyes, the sweet rasp of his voice, his arms when they're wrapped around you, keeping you warm and safe, and his enormous heart. You think back to how adorable he looks while rocking your newborn babies to sleep, insisting that you need your rest.

"Look how tiny he is," he would say, admiring the small bundle in his giant arms. "I could hold him forever."

You love watching Rooster raise your children. You love seeing him change diapers and pack lunches and do a head count at the park. You love him. And you love all of the amazing humans the two of you are rearing. You sigh, thinking that you might, as it turns out, want another one just because it means it would be with Rooster. "Maybe one more," you say tentatively.

Rooster blinks at you with a hint of a smile. "Are you serious?"

You glance around the room, watching your children line up to take turns jumping off the couch. "Historically speaking, chances are I'm serious."

He laughs then cranes his neck to check the clock in the kitchen. "Is it bedtime yet?"

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Truth or Drink 2

Pedro x fem!reader

WC: 1.4k

omg not her posting another Pedro one after she said she wouldn't for a while... not sorry

Same spots. Same interview but under different circumstances. The makeup artist added the finishing touches to your face. Pedro was in awe of you as usual like a smitten kitten, love was written all over his face. You could feel it, you didn't even have to ask if he was looking at you. "Stop looking at me like that."

"Like what?" He innocently shrugged. You rolled your eyes.

The two of you were invited back for another segment of Truth or Drink but this time it was no movie promotion, though you two had separate projects going on, this was about your blossoming relationship. Since the last interview, you and Pedro had finally confessed your feelings to each other and it'd been a blissful ride ever since.

A whole year of surprise dates, endless compliments and kisses, whenever he touched you it made bumps form on your skin as if every time was the first. You too had never loved anyone the way you loved Pedro, you would do anything for him and you made sure he knew that. The makeup was done and soon it was time to record, you were a bit more nervous for this one because the crew had told you guys these questions would be different.

"You guys ready?"

"As always," Pedro answered. The cameraman counted down and pointed for you two to begin, but neither of you said anything. "Am I doing it first this time?" You asked. "By all means."

You blushed and looked at the camera. "Hello, I am YN YLN and this is my... boyfriend Pedro Pascal-" He uttered a giggle and covered his mouth soon after. You laughed hiding behind your hands, this interview might be more chaotic than the last one.

"What do you guys notice about this interview?"

"We didn't have to write our own questions." You answered. "We have pulled questions from various sources. Instagram, Twitter and even people you two are close to."

Pedro playfully frowned. "Shit."

"Same rules apply. You ask, you either say the truth or drink, and you can go ahead with a starter shot."

Pedro picked the drink this time, pouring his and about to pour yours until you stopped him. "Can I have this one, please? I asked them to get me this one." You politely informed pointing to the bottle in the middle. He shrugged pouring your shot and closing back the bottle before placing it back with the others, just like the last time you raised your glasses with a little nod and, "Salud." Once your drinks were down you asked the first question. "Where did you take me on our first date?"

Easy.

He became giggly all over again. "So, you've always said that you hate restaurants as a first date, too bland, too formal, so I booked out an entire arcade for the both of us and we were in there for hours."

You proudly nodded. "Best date ever."

"Good, I'm glad." He blushed. It was his turn to ask. He cleared his throat. "Do we have any pet names for each other?"

You winked. "You love my pet names. I call you Pedrito, Pookie, baby, love... papi Pascal." And judging by his reaction, that might be his favourite one. "My names for her are in Spanish though. So I'll call her mi amor, mi corazon, bébé... I think I'm missing one."

"Cariño." You added. "Oh yeah, she's my cariño."

You leaned back in your chair reading the next question. "What do you like about me, physically? Oh lord." Pedro rubbed his hands together and laughed menacingly, you hid behind your cards knowing he'll say the obvious answer. "Your boobs."

"Alright, interview over."

"No, no, no... relaaax." He played along. "I mean I do like your boobs, but, your eyes do it for me. They're so big and pretty and wondrous, they allow me to look into such a kind loving soul that puts up with me and my antics."

You pouted. "Aww,"

"Boobs are a close second though." He added. "I love your smile the most. When you smile or laugh your eyes close and it's the cutest fucking thing, your entire face lights up too and I could just squish you." You cooed.

You two continued your string of questions, so far nothing was asked that made you want to drink but you still took shots in between for entertainment and the fact that it's free liquor who was passing that up? The first round of questions, you were informed, were mostly from fans and that this round was from close friends and family so it was definitely about to get risqué. You sighed. "Do you think we have enough sex?"

Pedro beamed. "I think we may have too much for people with such busy schedules."

"Are you guys saying you do it whenever and wherever you can?"

You two nodded. "Have you ever done it at a movie premiere or something?"

He reached for the bottle and poured, both of your attempts at keeping a straight face were slowly failing, until you let out a snort that triggered Pedro's. You clinked glasses before taking the shot. "Do you think we'd last if we got married?" Pedro asked. You scrunched up your face, what a ridiculous question. "Of course. You are the most caring and kind person I've ever met, the way you treat me is insane, I've never had anyone love me the way you do," Your voice broke and your eyes burned, you fanned your face and giggled nervously. "Got me crying on camera and shit."

Pedro reached over grabbing your free hand, soothing you by caressing the back of your hand with his thumb. "You know I love you, mama."

"I know." You pouted. "I love you so much."

"I love you so much more." You rolled your eyes gently hitting his arm with the cards, he always had to get the last 'I love you.' He flashed that cute smile that made you melt 100 times over. "Come here," You didn't take even a second thought before getting up to sit on his lap, you rested your head on top of his while he held you close. "How long did it take you guys to say I love you?" One of the crew asked. "Three months," Pedro chuckled. "Truthfully I wanted to say it sooner."

You nodded. "Me too."

Last question. You had a surprise that came with this one. "Are you excited to be a new dad?"

The question didn't really register just yet. "Of course I am. I can't wait for us to start a family one day, and to have another cute face to wake up to. I mean I think maybe I'd wait until I could take a break and then that way I could spend all my time taking care of... wait."

It hit. "Am I excited to be a new dad? But we don't... you're not..."

Pedro bit his lip. "Are you pregnant?"

You reached into your back pocket and pulled out a folded picture of your first ultrasound. He broke. "YN... you're joking."

"I am not," You leaned in and pointed to the little dot. "That little peanut is ours."

Pedro sat speechless which was a rare occasion for him, he took the picture in his hand really trying to comprehend that he assisted in creating another life, that in just nine short months he'd get the one thing he deeply craved, that he yearned for. His own family.

He smiled as a tear slipped from his eye. You wiped it away kissing his temple. "Wait, so what have you been drinking?"

"Diluted apple juice," You answered, you turned the camera and pointed. "Which fucking sucks by the way so my faces were real."

The crew laughed. Pedro still stared at the photo, you rested your head on top of his. "You didn't answer my question. Truth or drink, are you excited to be a dad?"

"Of course, I'm fucking excited," He looked up at you, you pecked his lips. "Thank you," He whispered. "I love you." You whispered back.

"I love you more," He turned to the crew. "I guess the next time you see us we'll have another drinker in the mix." He joked. "Last time we ended this video as a potential couple and this one we are soon to be parents."

"When we come back we'll be married. I promise you that." He hinted. The cameras cut, the crew applauded and congratulated you two. Pedro grabbed your stuff and held them for you as you walked off-set. It's weird to think one little interview that involved a few shots would lead you to where you are now completely and utterly in love.

yes i made him a dad again. yes i warned yall i do this

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[sageteapost]

| Chocobros Dating Drabbles |

[ Noctis Lucis Caelum, Ignis Scientia, Prompto Argentum, Gladiolus Amicitia x GN! Reader ]

TW & CW + Tags: None. No major spoilers mentioned. [All separate pairings. All established relationships. GN! reader.]

Summary: Quick little dating drabbles with each of the chocobros, just overall cuteness and fluff.

[(A/N): Hey hey!! My first FFXV piece. Not requested, but I REALLY wanted to make these since I've started playing recently. No major spoilers please!! I'd appreciate it a lot. As always, enjoy!]

Noctis:

Noctis loves, and I mean LOVES sleeping. Or napping. He feels at peace in this state and he can rest from the chaos of the world, even for a bit.

With you in his life, expect to be pulled into multiple cuddle sessions with him. On the couch, in a bed, or even in the Regalia. Doesn't matter. If he's going to bed, he's dragging your ass to sleep. And he's not afraid to pout and whine a bit if you refuse.

He's usually the bigger spoon, but he doesn't mind being the little spoon as well. Or any position really. As long as he senses your presence, he'll sleep like a baby.

To Noctis, these are special and soft moments to him. The feeling of your bodies close to one another feels so intimate, yet so sweet. He feels safe and it relaxes his mind to know that you're in his arms. Safe and sound.

Ignis:

Oh Iggy. First off, if you ever ask if you could accompany him by helping in the kitchen, he'd happily agree. How could he not. Don't know how to cook? Don't worry! He'll teach you every you'll need to know.

He appreciates hearing constructive criticism or ideas for a new recipe. Not only does he find it helpful, but it also lets him know that you care about him and his interests.

Something Ignis has grown to love over the course of your relationship; is simply spending quiet time together. Reading books quietly, or you resting your head on his lap while he reads a story out loud to you.

You make him feel at ease. Although it doesn't look like it, being on the road makes him tired. And if he can at least get some quiet, alone time with you, Ignis is a happy man.

Gladio:

Look at this giant and lovable golden retriever. Gladio can be and looks like a tough guy, but he's a softie and a romantic at heart.

Always teasing you. Lightheartedly. He loves seeing you flustered and that man is not afraid to make you do so. But he's also the king of giving you compliments that'll make you swoon.

Gladio would watch Disney movies with you if you asked him to do so. He at first denies that he likes them (secretly loves Beauty and the Beast) but eventually he breaks and will start singing along to the songs.

No matter what, he'll protect you always. He may be the King's Shield, but when it comes to you, he'll keep you safe from any and all danger. Even if it costs him his life.

Prompto:

Aww, the little chocobean. Prompto is literally like a ball of sunshine. He strives to make you smile and laugh, even if he uses bad corny jokes to do so.

Will ask—no, beg you to come to see the chocobos with him. Race with them, feed them, and definitely take a couple of pictures together while you're there.

Speaking of taking pictures, if you let him, Prompto always take snapshots of you whenever he finds the perfect spot to do so. One time in Lestallum, he snuck a quick kiss to your cheek and caught your surprised expression on camera. Needless to say, it's his favorite shot of you.

At the end of the day, he loves you dearly. You bring him so much happiness into his life and give him another reason to keep going. The only thing he could ever ask is this; don't break his heart and leave him behind.

[rel312]

I HAD NO IDEA SEASON 2 CAME OUT ALREADY SO NOW IM GOING TO SCREAM ABOUT IT

Episode 1:

CROWLEY WANTED TO TAKE AZIRAPHALE BACK TO THE PLACE THEY FIRST MET

CROWLEY PROTECTED AZIRAPHALE FIRST IM SCREAMING

(My brother actually came into my room to tell me to shut up)

Of course Aziraphale would just forgive 8 months rent

Lmao Gabriel’s just walking down the street ass naked

Gabriel just hugged Aziraphale I can’t

“James. Long for Jim, short for Gabriel”

Crowley knows Aziraphale so well, but poor guy he only calls him for 3 reasons

Poor Crowley is trying so hard not to freak out about the “naked man friend”

The conversation between Crowley and Jim I can’t

Maggie and Nina are trapped together!!

Michael and Uriel are fighting let’s gooo

Crowley just casually let the girls out lmao

THERES AN I WAS WRONG DANCE OH MY GOD

THEYRE PERFORMING A MIRACLE TOGETHER

Aaaaaand of course it goes immediately wrong

Episode 2:

Gabriel’s wig is atrocious

IS AZIRAPHALE GOING TO BE THE SUPREME ARCHANGEL NOW

A jukebox that turns every song into Everyday like the Bentley with Queen, hmmm….

Crowley looks like a doting partner bringing his husband a drink

“Get humans wet and staring into each other’s eyes, vavoom, sorted” sir… are you telling me that’s what did it for you???

Crowley’s so confounded that Jane Austen wrote books

THE VOICE OF GOD???

HE TURNED ALL THE GOATS INTO BIRDS

Crowley scaring the kids cause they were brats but not actually killing them aww

The little girl asking to be a blue lizard with her siblings she’s so cute

CROWLEY TAUGHT AZIRAPHALE TO EAT

I cannot believe Aziraphale was the first to talk about sides I love them

Crowley and Aziraphale working together for the first time to save the kids

Aziraphale looks so shaken to have lied poor baby

Crowley babe he’s begging for you to drive him

“Our car” you can’t take it that far lol

Poor Aziraphale really thought he was gonna fall he was about to cry

Crowley was so soft in that last scene

Episode 3:

Jim’s stuff is all labeled

Aziraphale looks like a proud father to Muriel

Crowley’s moving the plants to use the car

They both look like parents I love them

Crowley brought Aziraphale to a cemetery because he thought it would amuse him, that is date behavior

Crowley is about to kill Aziraphale for changing his car

NESSIE?!?!

“Operation: Lovebirds” Crowley is such a dork

Aziraphale just is not getting anything lol

Crowley… shrunk himself??? And then grew himself????

Crowley tempted her to be good I love him

I love the very closed sign

Demons can’t enter somewhere uninvited???

He’s so angry Aziraphale might be hurt

Episode 4:

BEEBOP

“His type”????

“I remember hearing that you and Crowley were an item” HOLY SHIT

HE CALLED CROWLEY HIS GOOD FRIEND AFTER THE CHURCH!!!

“This office has gone 13 5 0 days without anyone saying ‘THE ROAD TO HELL IS PAVED’”

Glad to see Aziraphale in his magic era

Crowley’s impression is hilarious

“Someone you can really trust” and his first thought is Crowley 🥹

Aziraphale has a gun and Crowley has never shot one

Crowley was shaking he was so scared and Aziraphale was so proud of his trick

Furfur not knowing how to pronounce Aziraphale lmao

Sleight of hand!

Look at them finding a middle ground in shades of grey!

Lmao Crowley would murder him if he knew Aziraphale didn’t put the brakes

Episode 5:

They’re talking about Doctor Who

Aziraphale’s giving books and Crowley’s playing with crystal balls, I love them

Aziraphale being bad at French is so funny to me

Nina grilling Crowley on his relationship with Aziraphale is everything

Crowley was confronted with his feelings and immediately went out to get a drink with Aziraphale

Crowley’s so mad go off king

The matchbox!

Aww look at Crowley denying he’s nice

The romantic music while Crowley looks at Aziraphale with the chandelier

Oh. My. GOD. Jim’s suit!

Lol that’s not what I was expecting when they said masks will be provided

AZIRAPHALE WANTS TO DANCE WITH CROWLEY

THEYRE DANCING!!!!!!

“Surrender the angle”

Gabriel’s coat!!

“T. O. S. T. E.”

“You’re a good lad” “not actually, either”

“Rescuing me makes him so happy” you can’t just say things like that and expect me to be normal about it

Episode 6:

Crowley’s just bouncing around in heaven

“I’m done with being scared” *flips them the bird*

Oh sweetie, you meant well but no

“Crowley’s emotional support angel” yes, yes that’s exactly what he is

Crowley’s little supportive punch to Muriel was so cute

AZIRAPHALES HALO?!?!

THE FLY

Gabriel x Beelzebub confirmed??

The fact that Gabriel and Beelzebub were able to sort this out in a few years while it’s taken Crowley and Aziraphale 6000 is insane

And the fact that Aziraphale grabbed Crowley’s arm when he realized that

Crowley’s so impressed with Aziraphale bringing everyone to order

Aziraphale’s face at Crowley talking about Alpha Centauri

Aziraphale looking at Crowley with so much love in his eyes is giving me life

THE METATRON?!?!

Aziraphale looking to Crowley for permission I can’t

Crowley knowing Aziraphale will come back and saying they need “a little us time” at the Ritz

Crowley getting antsy that Aziraphale’s not back yet

Nina taking inspiration from Crowley and calling Maggie angel my beloved

Crowley looks devastated that Aziraphale interrupted him

Aziraphale looks so incredibly happy at getting Crowley to be an angel again but there’s no way Crowley wants that

Crowley’s getting so emotional

“Just be an us” stooooopppppp

“I need you” I can’t take this!

Nightingales

THEY KISSED!!!!!!!!!

Aziraphale touched his lips after I’m dying

Aziraphale stop being so stupid and get him back

The- the second coming??

YOU CANNOT END IT HERE

SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP

Please tell me there will be a season 3 I can’t handle this

[wzy3ka]

| Enemies to lovers⋆.ೃ࿔*:･|| N.RK (니키)

Pairing✧.* non idol!niki x reader

Contains✧.* swearing, drinking (for this fic reader and niki are 19)

Context: enemies to lovers ✧.*

Niki got under your skin in a way no one else could. it was like everything he did annoyed you.

Sometimes you just wish If he could shut to be a mute boy rather than been a boy bitch-

That's what you call him.

whenever you went out, there he was, literary a glue on your side-

every time he greeted you, there was some sarcastic remark, or an insult mixed with it. you couldn't stand him.

Tonight was no different than other nights.

you met your friends at the club, instantly greeting them when you walked inside.

you shot niki a glance, not bothering to say hello to him.

The sea of teenagers with imbalanced hormones was everywhere.

You could go like this all night long, feet moving to the crazy beat as they belong to the music.

You moved in your dress like your hips were made to sway, the sequins catching the disco ball light that twirls above - launching

every shade of the rainbow.

the night carried on, you and your friends had a blast, taking shots and dancing most of the night.

that was until you finally needed a break, your feet were killing you.

you stumbled over to the bar, taking a seat on one of the stools, ordering a drink when someone slid into the stool next to you.

you turned your head slightly to see who it was and there was the boy- bitch, also ordering a drink.

you decided to ignore and not engage in conversation with him, not really craving a headache at that moment.

"surprised you came here today."

Niki started up a conversation, something you wanted to prevent.

"fuck off niki." you shot back which only made him chuckle.

"didn't know you hated me that much, y/n.

"Gald you know that now"

"ouch, that one hurt. you could've denied it, save me the heartache?"

"aww, poor baby. i prefer honesty, sorry if you don't."

Niki stayed silent after your comment, his eyes scanning over you. it made you shift, wanting to get up and leave.

you were about to speak up about the way he was obviously looking at you until you heard someone call your name.

You turned your head towards the source of the sound- just to find your friends for a few months, flirting was something you did regularly.

you weren't sure if he liked you or if he was just extremely friendly.

"jungwon! what a nice surprise." you greeted, immediately giving him a smile.

Niki raised a brow at your immediate enthusiasm when you saw jungwon.

he would've rolled his eyes if he was sure no one would've saw him.

"it's nice to see you! you look great."

Niki wasn't sure if he cringed, gagged, or both at Jungwon’s attempt at flirting with you.

it, however, looked like you were enjoying it by the way your smile widened.

"i could say the same fo-" you didn't even get to finish your sentence when a blonde came up and wrapped her arms around jungwon.

"there you are, baby! I was looking for you." she said. baby?

"y/n, right, this is my girlfriend." jungwon introduced you. you had to stop your mouth from dropping at the word girlfriend.

he has a girlfriend.

"oh. oh! it's, uh, great to meet you. you two look adorable together." you complimented,

trying your best not to seem upset.

"don't we?" the blonde said, giving you what seemed to be a fake smile.

"and…and there's someone i want you to meet!" you made up, making jungwon’s head tilt.

"yeah, who?" he asked.

you turned around, eyes meeting Niki's. "this is my boyfriend, Niki!"

Niki stared at you, almost not catching on at first. "Oh! yeah, that's me."

he looked up towards jungwon and his girlfriend, sending them a smile. they shook hands and the blonde just seemed to be relieved.

after introductions, Jungwon was pulled away by his girlfriend which you weren't complaining about.

you felt like an idiot and now, you felt like an even bigger one for bringing him into your lie.

letting out a breath you didn't even know you were holding in, you chugged down the rest of your drink, cringing at the bitter taste.

when you looked back at niki, a smirk painted his lips-

"so, boyfriend huh?"

you signed while passing hand through your hair, you appeared stressed to Niki, which made himself say the next words-

"hey, you did a great job." he said while walking up to you, before he realized what he had just said- was he comforting you?

"in my defense, that was not supposed to come out."

"Eh, it's fine, pretty boy."

"pretty boy?" he raised a brow at the nickname.

"well. it's only fair that i make you flustered after you did it to me."

"go out with me."

you looked up at him in shock, almost not believing that he really said that to you.

"excuse me?" you blurted, almost giggling at how straight forward that was.

"go out with me"

"to think i thought you were such shy, adorable man-child”

"man-child?" Niki ultimately ignored the shy & adorable part because to some degree, you were correct.

"you heard me."

"you know what I heard first though? shy and adorable so i'm gonna guess that's a yes on that date."

"you sure you deserve it?" tilting your head, you crossed your arms with a slightly challenging tone.

"positive, pretty lady"

Ty for reading,I hope you enjoyed <3

[ateriblewriter]

What’s in a Name (q.h & j.h)

Family is Everything

Series Masterlist

Requests

a/n: I'm taking a stab at how I used to write. Also I had this written before I answered the ask. And yes the is part of the au that contains Additions and Accidental. Help me come up with a name for it? 

Enjoy!

“You guys have a name picked out yet?” Jack asked curiously.  He knew about their troubles to come up with a name. Y/N talk with him extensively about it. But how funny would it be if he took that worry away and he named the baby.

“No not yet. We’ve thrown some out there but we can’t decide on anything that fits right.” Quinn shrugged. Did it bother him slightly that you kept shutting down every name that he suggested? Yes. Yes it did. But he wasn’t about to let his very pregnant wife know that. He just wanted to keep the peace for a while longer.

“Hmm. Interesting. When is she due again?” Jack already knew the answer to this one. He just needed a good opening to what he was about to propose.

“In the next couple of weeks. You know this already. We play each other like the day before. What are you getting at.” Quinn sensed his little brother was up to something. He also had the feeling neither Y/N nor he would like it.

“Exactly. Want to make a bet?”  Jack knew it was a long shot that Quinn ever agree to it, it was worth a shot though.

“Depends. What are we betting on and how pissed is my wife going to be if I lose?” Quinn’s competitive side started to show, but he also feared for his life if it did not go his way.

“I bet that if the Devils win, I score two goals, and Y/N goes into labor during the game, I get to name your kid.”

“Jack. No. Wait.” Quinn paused momentarily thinking about this. “If I win, Luke gets to hold the baby before you and Y/N has final say. I’m not about to make her mad because my stupid ass lost a game.”

“Ugh. Fine.” Jack had the perfect name already picked out, now he had to wait to see if he deliver on the bet.

~~~

Quinn was right, Y/N wasn’t thrilled to hear about the bet the two brothers made. Nonetheless she went along with it, she figured not every part of the bet could be possibly be fulfilled. Boy was she wrong.

Halfway through the first her water broke, prompting her to go into labor, making Quinn want to leave the game early. She convinced him they still had plenty of and baby girl wasn’t going to be arriving anytime before the game was over with. On top of that Jack managed to score three times giving him a hat trick and the Devils the win over the Canucks.

“Alright Jack, you win. What am I naming my daughter?” Quinn held his child after the excitement of the day settled down. He hoped he didn’t regret making this bet.

“Hattie Beatrix Hughes.” Jack smiled proudly at himself, he could be funny at times.

“Aww that’s cute.”

“Seriously Jack.” Quinn glared at his brother, seeing right through the joke. “You would do something like that.”

“What? It’s perfect. I get a hatty and you get a Hattie.” Jack couldn’t stop giggling. He did a little cheer when Y/N had no objections to his name choice. “Now give me my niece. I need all the snuggles before I leave.”

Please let me know what y’all think. Also if you have any thoughts, comments, or complaints. I’d like to know ‘em! 

I’m sure someone’s written something like thins before. Oh well

[leomoon65]

Dina doms you (TLOU2)

Summary: Dina is your girlfriend and you two are having sex, pretty simple lol. This is written for AFAB reader. Dina is older than you but you are both of age and while it seems it is written more “aggressively” it is consensual. 18+

A/N: I want to say thank you to everyone who has engaged in my long… but first fic, I thought I’d write a shorter fic, more of a one-shot per se but I’m not an expert on this. Read my pinned post for any suggestions you may have for fic ideas and a general warning. (:

Warning: smut, rough s*x, strap, minor choking, teasing, edging, slight praising, degradation, mommy kink, impact play.

“MMM come on, Dina, please stop teasing me.” you plea with your legs spread on her bed.  Dina’s eight inch clear strap is lazily pressed against your cunt. “aww, does the slut want more?” Dina says as she grabs her strap and rubs the tip against you as you squirm around. “oh fuck Di… OW” you whine as you are smacked lightly by the dark brown-haired girl. “it’s mommy from now on, you understand?” Dina says in an aggressive tone grabbing your chin with her hand to look at her. “mm-- mhm. yes mommy”. you say with automatic submission. god, you’ve been waiting for this moment for weeks but were too nervous to ask. you are distracted with your thought when Dina aggressively rubs her strap through your cunt. “nice and soaking, that’s how I like my little slut” she coos at you as she rubs more. “p-please, Dina, can you put it in? I’ve been such a good slut for you,” you beg, forgetting Dina’s request and causing her to grow more annoyed with your voice. she starts to mock you “pLeAse DiNA cAn yoU— what a whiny slut you are, now shut up and take mommy” She grabs her strap putting it in halfway. “OHHHH FUCK” you scream as you are not used to Dina’s aggressiveness or size. “t—tooo much too much mommy, pls pull out" you whine, secretly loving it and wanting to test Dina’s patience. She smacks your tits semi-hard but not enough to hurt you. “i told you to shut up you brat” she barks as she starts slowly fucking into you. “god I have never been with a slut this tight before,” Dina says as she slightly chuckles. You finally get used to her size as she speeds up into you, making the bed creak each and every time. “mommy— can you please be gentle?” you say innocently wanting to test her patience again. Dina grows annoyed once again as she grabs your pre-soaked panties and shoves them in your mouth. “now, maybe you’ll listen,” Dina says as she thrusts herself all the way in. “MMMMMMM FUCK” you mumble in pleasure as your pussy is stretched out by her each thrust. you absolutely love the feeling of her in you and making you feel so good. While fully in you, Dina comes up and wraps her hand around your neck softly choking you. “yes, baby, you’re doing so well taking mommy like the slut you are” she coos as she sees her strap fill your stummy each and every time. remember to make a huge mess if you want to make mommy happy. she says, looking you sternly but lovingly in the eye. 

Dina thrusts into you more as you moan and whimper with each thrust. “i can’t believe it only took me flirting with you for two months for you to let me fuck you, you know how much of a slut you have to be for that?” Dina teases your past experiences with the older girl. “mmm shut up” you mumble. “do I hear you being a brat again?” Dina says taking your panties out of your mouth and grabbing your jaw aggressively, letting it go to smack you again. “OW, i-im sorry mommy” you say as all the tension and pleasure of Dina’s strap is building up for you. She goes to rub your clit as she can feel you’re close. “you know mommy hates punishing you, but you’re such a brat,” she says as you squirm more than ever feeling the need to cum. “ m- mommmmy can I please cum?” you beg as you feel the familiar knot in your stomach when you and Dina have your fun. “no, no, baby, not yet, mommy loves watching you struggle for pleasure, it gets me off more.” she says smirking. annoyed again, you whine and plea to the older woman so she stops edging you. Dina pulls out, which to you whine, confused of her intentions. she rubs the tip of the strap on your clit which sends you into a state of pleasure and intense tingles. “pl-please please mommy let me cum” you whine as she teases your sensitive clit, you continue to squirm and start to whimper. Dina looks down at you struggling not to cum and smiles in satisfaction. “what a good slut you are for me,” she says she puts herself back in and rubs your clit with her fingers. “why don’t you cum on mommy’s strap my pretty little slut” She rubs more as she senses your orgasm. “O-OHHHHH FUCK” you scream/moan as the knot finally releases in your stomach, cumming all over Dina’s strap. your eyes roll back and your back arches feeling the best orgasm of your life. “good slut” Dina says as she now switches to cooing you. “mommy is so proud of you”. she kisses your stomach as you come down from your high. 

seeing you dazed but satisfied, Dina pulls out for you to whimper one last time. “hey i can’t stay in you forever” she giggles softly as all that dominance goes away turning into a more nurturing tone. She rolls over, giving you a kiss as she sees how sweaty you’ve gotten. “here stay here” she runs to the bathroom, taking her strap off as she grabs some washclothes. she wets one for your head and comes back with the other. you lay in bed thinking about how good Dina has made you feel as she comes back. she pats the sweat dripples dry as she knows you are both to tired for a shower. “you did so good for me baby” she coos as she looks at you in the eyes. moments later, she moves down to your lower half, wiping all the cum off you and your cunt. she comes back to bed opens the covers, and slips to cuddle. “did you enjoy tonight baby?” she asks wanting to make sure she didn’t step over any boundary. “you did amazing, mommy” you giggle as you draw her into a kiss. Dina smiles, kissing you back, which leads to y'all making out. “now, why don’t i show you what I can do for you,” you said getting on top of her. “man we are never going to sleep with your drive,” Dina giggles as you bite her lower lip…

a/n: another thing i wrote at 4am anyways pt 2? :)

-c

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Posidon, Zeus, and Hades is force to watch over void kitten while void mama getting more plush toys for their baby

How would they be when taking care of the smol bean?

-It was flattering but also terrifying when you asked the three brothers to watch over your baby.

-You wanted to do some shopping, wanting to get some toys to surprise your baby with, but you needed to leave it with someone, as her father wasn’t available as he was giving a lecture.

-You told Zeus that your baby was well behaved and to just give her some whipped cream and a sunny spot to take a nap and that you would be back in about 2 hours.

-Seeing the tiny pure black kitten with large black eyes, looking so much like you, only smaller, more innocent looking, your baby really was too cute.

-However, they quickly learned your baby was very well behaved… with you- as you didn’t let her get away with any shenanigans until she learned to control her powers.

-As soon as you left, they turned back, wanting to get your baby to go to sleep as quickly as possible, just so that way they could relax for a bit, only to find your baby gone.

-Hades grabbed his brother’s shoulders, inhaling deeply, “Don’t panic- it’s fine. Just get the can of whipped cream and she’ll come right out.”

-Zeus waved the can around, shaking it, hoping she would respond to the sound, but when there was no change in the large meeting room that she was last seen in, Hades and Poseidon both grabbed a can as well, calling out for your kitten.

-After ten minutes with no luck, including leaving a bowl to bait her out, they were quickly tearing the room apart, overturning tables and chairs, pulling curtains down, calling out for your baby.

-Zeus was panicking, his eyes wide, “How could she have just disappeared?! Our backs were turned for just a moment!!” Poseidon called Hermes, instructing him to call the other Greek gods- sounding the alarm on your missing baby!

-You were blissfully unaware of the panic, in your human form, looking at baby onesies with a fond smile on your face, “I wonder if my husband would want another~”

-Your husband, during a short break during his lecture felt a shiver run up his spine, which confused him, wondering what was causing it.

-Just under two hours later you arrived back in Valhalla, finding the meeting room in shambles, most things were broken and you’re pretty sure some of the curtains in the corner were on fire as the Greek gods were all laying around, some on the floor and Apollo and Hermes on the table, completely exhausted.

-You trotted over, in your cat form now, hopping up to see your baby sleeping peacefully on Hermes’ chest and you cooed softly, “Aww~ you guys did such a good job!”

-Hearing your voice, your baby quickly woke up, calling out happily and instantly the gods all shot up, seeing you there and cried out in happiness, “Y/N!”

-You were surprised, hearing their loud voices as you looked around, “So what happened in here? Did you all have a party?”

-Without saying a word, every single one of them pointed at your baby and you looked at her as she tried to look extra cute, so you wouldn’t be too mad.

-Your eyes narrowed at your baby before you turned, “I apologize for her behavior. It won’t happen again, right?” you said the last bit to your baby who instantly sat up, giving you huge baby eyes.

-You enveloped the room in darkness, just for a moment and as light returned, you had fixed everything, including the fire torched curtains and broken furniture.

-You picked your baby up by the scruff of her neck and disappeared in a swirl of shadows, not seeing the collective sigh of relief on the faces of the gods as they relaxed, praying you wouldn’t ask again any time soon.

-You asked them the very next day, much to their horror.

[iovetecchou]

fluff prompt two and smut prompt three with tecchou or jouno (ur choice)

congrats on 100 ♥️

prompt: "You're jealous aren't you?" "I'm not jealous."

“That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”

“Aww is my baby crying? I know, that feels good doesn’t it?”

AFAB Reader.

1.1k words.

Tecchou really could be dense at times. Whenever you were out shopping, or just taking a nice walk in the park you two would be stopped. By every man, woman, and child. They would all stop to compliment your pretty boyfriend.

Most of the time it was harmless, just quick interactions of “Your eyelashes are so pretty!” or “The markings under your eyes are so cool!” And for the most part, you didn’t get jealous, you knew that at the end of the day, Tecchou was yours.

That was until now. You were at a bar with your boyfriend, and the bartender would not stop pestering him. It started with the “What can I get for you handsome?” Then it was the “Oh what’s a hottie like you doing here all alone?”

Tecchou just stared at them with a dumbfounded look on his face, before he turned over to face you. Informing the bartender that he was in fact not alone and most importantly, taken. But they paid no mind to you, not even acknowledging your presence. That’s not even the part that pissed you off, oh no.

It was after you excused yourself to use the restroom. You weren’t even gone five minutes when you arrived back at your spot, the sight in front of you had your blood boiling. The bartender was completely reaching over the bar, leaning uncomfortably close to your man, with one hand resting atop Tecchou’s forearm. Their other hand was playing with his hair.

Oh, that was it, you were fucking done. You marched over to your boyfriend, swiftly grabbing his forearm away from the rude bartender's grasp before pulling him up to stand next to you. Tecchou looked over at you with his usual blank stare, confused as to why you looked so pissed. The bartender shot you the nastiest look as you slapped a twenty-dollar bill against the bar. “Keep the change. Oh, and next time maybe don’t put your hands on another person's boyfriend.”

You spat out, voice dripping with venom as you pulled Tecchou out of the bar and into your car. Saying you were pissed was an understatement. You were livid, and Tecchou was beginning to catch on. You said nothing on your drive back to your shared apartment, but Tecchou was watching you intently the whole ride home. Which you didn’t fail to notice, “As flattered as I am right now… why are you staring at me, baby?”

You asked, eyes never leaving the road. Tecchou just tilted his head in response, bringing one of his hands up to his chin. You couldn’t see it, but he looked as though he was in deep thought.

"You're jealous aren't you?"

Your body stiffened up as you pulled into your designated parking spot before turning the car off. Angrily opening and closing the door as Tecchou followed close behind, as you stomped up the stairs, toward your shared space. You scoffed,

"I'm not jealous."

Tecchou wasn’t buying it though, he could tell you were lying. He’s never seen you get like this before, that bartender really had you all wound up. As you both arrived back in the privacy of your own apartment, Tecchou grabbed your forearm. You came to a halt at the firm grip he had on you, turning your body to face him.

You were just about to let him have it for letting that bartender grab all over him, but the chance never came. The second you spun around, Tecchou’s lips were on your own. He wasted no time deepening the kiss, swiping his tongue against your bottom lip. Asking for permission to enter which you hesitantly obliged, still feeling pretty pissed by the whole matter.

Your tounges began wrestling for dominance as you brought your hands up to tug on your boyfriend's messy locks. This elicited a deep groan from him, causing you to smirk into the kiss as you inevitably won.

You pulled back a moment later, trying to catch your breath as Tecchou spoke up. “There's no reason for you to be jealous, angel. I only want you… let me prove it.” He whispered out against your lips.

You could see the lust swirling through his irises as his gaze met your own. You only just nodded your head at his request, and without missing another beat Tecchou wrapped his arms around your waist. Picking you up, which prompted you to wrap your legs around his waist. You could feel his erection prodding against your clothed core with each stride he took toward your shared bedroom.

It made you clench around nothing in anticipation. The second Tecchou plopped you down atop the bed, his hands were all over you. He made quick work of exposing your lower half to himself, getting on his knees in front of the bed. He hooked his arms around your thighs, pulling you to the edge of the bed so he could get better access to your exposed pussy. You gasped at the quick motion, not getting a second to recover from it as your man’s tongue needily started lapping at your cunt.

You tossed your head back at the overwhelming pleasure, letting out a loud moan in the process. He was lapping at your clit with so much vigor as he brought his lithe fingers up to prod at your hole. Your hands frantically reached down to grab ahold of his messy locks as he began plunging into your pussy. “Hiro, baby- fuck… so good-!”

You whined out, back arching off the bed as Tecchou started rubbing against your sweet spot. You were seeing stars, the pleasure he was giving you was too good. You began to feel the tears well up from your impending orgasm.

If he kept this up, you would be cumming in no time. “Fuck- Hiro... don’t stop-!” You moaned out, your grip on his hair becoming impossibly tighter as you bucked your hips forward. Oh, he liked that.

“That’s good, baby, keep doing that.”

His cock throbbed from within their confines at the lewd display in front of him. He moved his lips to wrap around your clit, and with one harsh suck, you came. Cries of his name spilled past your lips as the pleasure coursed through your whole body, the tears were rolling down your cheeks now. Tecchou pumped his fingers inside you for a little longer as you came down from your high before he eventually pulled away, crawling up the bed and getting a clear view of your fucked out face.

His cock twitched at the sight of your tears rolling down your face. Your mouth was parted slightly as you gasped for air. Mind still fuzzy from the sheer euphoria your gorgeous boyfriend just graciously gave you. He chuckled to himself, his voice dropping a few octaves as he cooed out,

“Aww is my baby crying? I know, that felt good didn’t it?”

combined this with an ask that also requested smut prompt 9! thank you so much, for your requests! i hope you all enjoy this one (:

[zuricu]

Sub!Dallas Winston Fem!Reader

My first post thought I'd spoil you. *wink*

Fem!Reader Just because of female anatomy- mentioned once I think?

WARNINGS: Smut, praise, mentions of alcohol and being drunk, submissive/soft dom, drunken sex, edging, unprotected sex, I think that's It? If there's anything I missed lmk

It was a usual Friday night. We were at Buck's, playing pool and getting drunk. Dallas was winning our game, I thought I had a chance this round but Dallas nearly cleaned the table on his first shot. I won't lie, he's pretty good at this game. 

He smoked me in the game so I decided it was only suitable to go out and take a smoke break. I made my way outside to stand outside of the building. It wasn't warm out but it wasn't cold either, merely a pleasant temperature. I was only out there for about ten minutes but when I returned Dal was beyond drunk. He fumbled while walking and slurred his words. 

"Fuck it," I say while grabbing onto his arm, I drag him to the bar and order some more drinks for myself. I down them and make sure we get to Dal's room before it hits.

"I'm like..." He pauses, his words not really making much sense. "Sooooo fucking in love with youuuuu..." 

I kiss him, gently, but as Dallas is Dallas, we eventually begin to make out. Our lips, even though drunken, move simultaneously. He tastes like sweat, whiskey, and beer. The taste is undeniably attractive, even though it may not seem like it. His tongue presses up against my lips eventually so I open them, giving them somewhere to go. My hands, which were on his neck, trail down to his chest. This leads to his hips and then the hem of his shirt. I grasp the cotton fabric and pull it over his head after our lips part. My clothes soon found their way off, leaving me only in my undergarments. I push him over to the bed and lay him down. I adjust myself on top of him and start trailing hickeys down his neck and chest. He giggles, which I take as a sign to start teasing him some. I kiss his lips again, but now I'm in control, I bite down on his lower lip. It starts to bleed a little bit so I take my thumb and wipe it away, I kiss it again but much softer. 

"You want this, Dal?" I ask him, he answers eagerly. 

I begin to add some friction in our lower half, and his still being in his jeans made him upset. He groans in annoyance, I make sure not to give him what he wants. I place my hand on his chin so that it's resting on my index finger and being held still with my thumb, I maneuver his face to make him look me in the eyes. 

"You're so goddamn pretty, Dallas," I coo. "Your eyes are so beautiful." I take my hand from his chin to his ear and down his neck into the middle of his pecs. I press my nail into his skin, not enough to cause pain but enough to cause discomfort. I continue until I get to his V line and trace down the right side. He lets out a noise, letting me know my job is being done well. I palm the growing bulge in his pants. "Is this for me?" I ask, already knowing the answer. All he does is nod. "Use your words, baby."

"Yes," He admits. "It's all for you, everything I do is for you." I give him a peck on the lips for his answer. 

"Aww," I babble. "You're so cute." I begin to rub what's mine. He shifts around from all of the sudden movement. "Enjoying this?"

"No- Yes," He says. "Yes, I am, just please take them off."

"I'll comply, you've been so sweet, baby," I take his jeans off, along came his underwear and I begin to stroke his dick. Slowly, up and down, teasing the tip every so often. I do this cycle until I start to feel him twitch, give him a break, and do it again. This happens a few times until he's had enough of it. 

"P...please..." He pleads.

"What, baby?" I act clueless. "You need to tell me what."

"Please let me cum, thas' all I want, Doll," His eyes squinted from the pain of being edged.

"That's all you want?" I ask. "You don't want me?" 

"Oh, God! Yes, I want you, I want you so bad! Please! Please fuck me until I cum, Doll."

"I guess I have to, now." I giggle. 

I slipped my panties off and lined myself up with his dick, before I could slide down, he thrust into me, eager to get what he wants. I bounce up and down as he thrusts. 

"Dallas!" I cry "Dallas I love you so much, baby." My stomach gets tangled with the thought of my oncoming orgasm. 

"Doll, I'm gonna cum, hold me please, babe, please." I oblige and grab ahold of him and we cum at the same time. I quickly remove myself from him and throw myself next to him. 

"We are gonna have such a hangover, sweets," I announce.

"No fuckin' shit."

"I'll be right back," I tell him, grabbing sweats and a tee from his drawer and heading to the washroom. I do my business, clean up, and get dressed. On my way out I grab Dallas some of his clothes and throw them at him, prompting him to put them on. After he did I plop back into bed and lay next to him. I curl next to him. "You did a good job baby."

"I'm glad I did, Sugartits," I laugh at the nickname and ruffle his hair.

"Your eyes really are pretty, Babe."

"That doesn't compare to everything about you," he tried being sweet but I ignore his notions, not that I didn't want to hear them. 

"Your smile, too," I remark. "It's sad I don't see it more often, but love makes up for it." He smiled at what I said, I know what I'm saying doesn't actually make any sense but I really love everything about him. "You aren't perfect in any Goddamn way but, God, you're all I need."

[kxxkiecxre]

ʚ✟⃛ɞ REHAB ʚ✟⃛ɞ J.J.K.

PAIRING: Jungkook x reader

SERIES: like a moth to a flame.

SUMMARY: feelings get in the way. You’ve learned this half a year ago when you first let Jungkook get too close. But you never learn, do you?

WARNINGS: angst. They fight. Fluff. Smut but nothing crazy. Boxing match (fighting). That’s all I think?

Previously…. Next…

You messed up. This time it was you who messed up. Not Jungkook, you. Despite it not being overly dramatic you still messed up. It wasn’t like you meant to do it, you were trying to help him. Maybe you should have asked for his permission first, but at least he’ll have a shot now. A shot he missed because of you.

“No but coach,” you tried.

“Y/N, I know your lover boy is precious to you, but he got disqualified, there’s nothing much I can do about that.”

You sighed, whining. You were about to stomp your foot like a child but you know it would be far too immature and embarrassing, instead you grabbed Minho’s arm tightly, giving him puppy eyes with a little pout.

Looking at you he clicked his teeth, wondering how jungkook ever says no to you. With them big bug eyes and round lips Christ it’s hard to say no. He wouldn’t blame Jungkook if he gave in to your every request because damn you have a talent. He shuts his eyes closed, practically exhausted by all his might trying to find a way to say no to you, in the end he gives up.

“If you can convince him to take on the fight in Boston I’ll coach him through it again, I can’t promise it’ll get him into the championship again but it’ll help.”

Your eyes lit up and you hugged his arm a little more, his heart swelling with pride. Now he was absolutely sure Jungkook never says no to you. Because he one hundred percent wouldn’t ever have the strength to say any type of no to you. Not with your unadulterated cuteness.

You smirked, happy with yourself up until now. Realising this might not be what Jungkook wants, but at the end of the day, it’s just a try. It’s not like he absolutely has to do it. It’s an option that all up to himself to decide, and though you would love for him to do it and get every ounce of his career back on track, you would also respect his decision to say no and just train.

He might hate you because of this. No, he might despise you. Actually no he won’t because that’s just apart of your overthinking, but regardless you drove to his apartment. High anxiety on how he’d take the news.

As he opens the door yeji comes running out of her room full speed, jumping at you with a life sucking grip as she peppers your face in kisses. You giggle kissing her face back and hugging her just as tight.

“I missed you whore” she says, Jungkook smirks, walking away to the kitchen island as he closes the door.

“Aww I missed you too baby”

As you detach from each other, both of your eyes land on Jungkook whose innocently eating grapes at the counter, oblivious to your gaze.

“Why am I being stared down right now”

“Because you didn’t even say hi to y/n”

“I did something that might upset you” both you and yeji blurt at the same time.

Jungkooks eyes land to you, brows furrowed and expression confused. He had many things come to his mind when you say you did something to upset him, like you cheating on him even though you weren’t in a relationship with him and he knows you wouldn’t sleep with someone while sleeping with him, or running over his favourite stray cat because you’re still not over him throwing his career in the trash over a petty argument.

“What did you do?” He asks, voice wary and unsure.

Biting your lip, you notice Yejis curious face staring at you. You explore your options here, either you can blurt the news and buck it out of his place or, you can very carefully and gently break the news to him, because despite him being angry with Minho punishing him, he specifically told you to not go to Minho and ask for this favour but come on, how long can both of them be this stubborn?

After a few beats of silence you finally, walk very carefully to Jungkook, standing in front of him with your bottom lip tucked into your mouth, it took all his might not to free it and kiss it instead, but yeji was here staring at both of you. Waiting for your answer as much as him.

His gaze was still innocent like, curious but innocent.

“So,” you swallow, “you know how like you risked your career for me? And asked me not to speak breathe or be near Minho? Well I broke that promise”.

Yeji gasps as Jungkook sighs, closing his eyes he shakes his head, “I expected that, happened far later than I thought it would.”

“And I asked him to give you another chance… so, you HAVE to go to Boston. Please, don’t give up on this. On something you genuinely love over one mistake”.

“First of all, it wasn’t a mistake, it was intentional, second of all, I’m not going to Boston.”

You whine, stomping your foot this time, yeji chuckling as she grabs her work bag and bids both of you a quick goodbye before leaving, “but why?”.

“Because what am I gonna do in Boston Y/N?,” he says, going to the cupboard as you follow him slumping slightly and whining, “it won’t guarantee me a spot in the championship and all I’m gonna do is waste my energy and be bored when I can spend it here with you.”

“Yeah but it could be hmph-“

His lips on yours is what shuts you up, soft and petal like his kiss was hypnotising, god you loved it.

“No more Boston talk”

“But I could help you kook.”

He sighs, handing you a cute little heart shaped chocolate in red wrapping paper, you awe at it as he smiles, “fine I’ll make you a deal, I’ll go to Boston, if you come with me.”

“Well obviously I’ll go duh”

Boston was beautiful. Tall buildings surrounding you any which way you went. The streets were bustling and the traffic jams were excruciating. You sat in the back of the SUV with Jungkook, head resting against his bicep, staring out the window on his side. He’d ever so often glance at you and smile softly. Sure, he didn’t like the fact you went behind his back and did what he specifically told you not to, but at the end of the day, he realises you did it out of sheer kindness and respectfulness of his career. He, of course, appreciates it.

Though facing Minho now, with his face mustered in a hard gaze, makes his own turn sour and sassy, on the verge of turning on his heels and flying back home. You rolled your eyes with a slight sigh. Men.

“You both are so prissy,” you scoffed, “suck up the princess tears and save the drama for later, don’t y’all have some work to do?”

Jungkook pouts at that, meanwhile Minho continues with his hard gaze, “and you,” you began, “toughen up doll, shit happens move on. Teach him what he knows best and stop with this over the top testosterone and glaring, it’s ruining my trip”.

You huff as you roll your suit case to the hotel room while both of the lady like men- too proud for their own good- begin following you with stone cold faces.

“Your hormones are clogging my nose, stuff it in your pocket please and hurry up” you whine.

In your room, you finally turn to Jungkook, putting your arms around his neck while his rest on your hips. A smug smirk on his face as you smile, tilting your head in an almost puppy like innocence. How cute.

“You’re too cute.”

You giggle, your nose scrunching In that cute way that Jungkook adores, “when do you start training?”

“Well Minho is a little bitch so in the next hour.” He pouts.

“Oh really?” You ask with a menacing grin.

He squints, “what is going on in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Care for a quickie in this new room?”

He smirks, “always”

“Come on Jungkook, you punch like a little girl” Minho yells at him, he really wishes he could turn this punching bag into Minho right about now.

You sat at the little bench, watching as the muscles on Jungkooks bare back contracted. The sweat glistening on his skin as he moved fluidly, throwing a punch straight out, and underneath. His body moved so smoothly, like a snake almost. He was quick and powerful, sharp. He hit every target on point as he followed Minho around the ring, he’d bounce on his feet from time to time. Arms moving around as he’d take a step forward and before you’d know it he’d take a jab. Hard enough to have Minho stumbling back.

It was hot. It made you crazy, the sheer muscle and body he had was amazing to look at. It wasn’t like he was a muscle pig or something, he was lean with just enough muscle that it looked almost perfect. His waist was tiny but his back was broad. He was blessed, but he also worked hard for his form. For this sport, which is why you fought to get this spot for him. To give him a shot again.

Jungkook was focused, his eyes were straight lined at his target and each day you’d spend with him training, you’d see him improve and become sharper and smoother even more. He possessed so much confidence, so much fluidity and slyness in the way he manoeuvred his body it was insane. Each day, he’d only get better.

Eventually, it was the day prior to his fight and he invited you to take the morning run with him. Even though it sounded like absolute hell, you still pulled into your shorts and his oversized hoodie. Following him out of the hotel.

“Kook,” you began, doing some stretches with him, “I better get that doughnut after this.”

He chuckled, “I promised you I’d get you one.”

You didn’t expect to run this far. Practically drenched in your own sweat as you came back to your room. You immediately began stripping your clothes of, heading to your shower as Jungkook followed you.

“I’m never running with you again.”

“Baby come on, we only ran for an hour.”

As you turned the shower to the hottest setting, Jungkook hissed, the water burning his skin as you seemed to be in bliss. He pumped some of the shampoo into his hand, lathering your hair in it as he kissed your shoulder, right where he left a hickey. Your muscles relaxing instantly.

“It was a near death experience kook”

He rolled his eyes at your dramatic expression. He watched as you turned to face him, your eyes glistening as you began running your hands down his chest, resting them at his abs as you leaned up to kiss him, he chuckled under his breath immediately linking his lips with yours. It was sweet, but rough enough to have you sighing into the kiss.

His lips became more needy, as did yours, desperately wrapping them around his bottom lip, sucking it into your mouth as he groaned, picking you up to wrap your legs around his waist. You flinched as your bare skin came into contact with the cold wall, the shower still drenching both of you with hot water against your skin.

“Kook, I need you.”

“Me too baby, me too.”

He made your head spin, every single day your affection for him grew stronger and stronger. It was scary at times because you knew you loved him, and it terrified you. Because fuck, you love him. A lot. It wasn’t just a silly crush anymore. It was pure love and you hated that. But just as he began sinking into you, you immediately knew he was gonna eventually break your heart, again.

He swallowed your moan with a kiss as he began rocking his hips into yours, rolling them smoothly. Directly going for your sweet spot as you began pulsing around him, tightening your core around his dick as he watched you. Your face turning into pleasure as you moaned, your breasts bouncing with you. Your forehead leaned against his, your mouth open and your eyes held something in them that made his heart skip a beat.

“Fuck I’m crazy for you y/n”

“Mmm”

The next morning, Jungkook was training harder than ever, before eventually, Minho told him to take a break and relax, which lead you to have dinner with him in a cute secluded restaurant. The area was beautiful, low and warm lighting, red interior and a warm atmosphere surrounded you. His black button up was left loose around his chest, black slacks laid perfectly over his legs and his waist looked snatched in the black Hermes belt. He looked delicious.

You wore a simple black satin dress. It was smooth and comfortable, but it looked classy nonetheless. Your nails were a pearl white, hair straight and skin glowing. You looked absolutely phenomenal and it drove Jungkook crazy. He had no clue what you were doing to him, but fuck, he liked that warm feeling in his chest every time he looked or thought about you.

You had him wrapped around your finger.

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It was loud. The boxing match was about to start and you sat at the side lines with Minho, your heart racing a hundred miles an hour as Minho told you to calm down. Still, with ever passing second you could barely stay seated because of your nerves. Eventually, Jungkook came out, the music turned to some rap as he walked out, bouncing from foot to foot as the staff took his jacket off and he went into the ring. You silently prayed that he goes through, and most importantly, that he doesn’t get hurt. The round began, and the fight started, he was quicker, taller than his opponent too, but the guy was smart, he’d analyse his moves, and get a punch or two in, and every time you’d shut your eyes, only to open them again and Jungkook would deliver twice as much.

The night wasn’t as long as you thought it’d be, but your sheer nerves made it so much more longer. Eventually, the last round began. Jungkooks opponent seemed tired, more sluggish with his moves, it gave Jungkook the perfect opportunity, punching one’s straight and the other immediately followed under the guys jaw. He hit the floor within seconds, and the crowd went wild. It was a k/o, Jungkook won immediately as soon as the referee hit number 10 and the guy got up with the help of his coach.

It was scary but you’re glad the guy is fine and jungkook isn’t too hurt. Sure he has a busted lip but otherwise he’s fine. You smiled at him as he winked at you. You felt relieved and even Minho cracked a smile before you looked at him and he immediately snapped back to his stern expression.

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“Jungkook, go. You deserve to celebrate. Have fun baby, I’ll be waiting for you when you’re back.”

“But I don’t wanna leave you alone” he whined, his face in your chest as he sat on the bench of his dressing room in a white hoodie and some jeans.

“I’ll be fine, I promise”

He looked up at you, his lip now taken care of you by you. He looked so beautiful, you swiped your finger across his cheek as you kissed his lips gently, “go have fun. Celebrate.”

With a bit more push he eventually followed Minho and the group out. As you took a cab back to the hotel. Showering alone was nowhere near as fun as with Jungkook. You would have went with him, like he wanted, but you’re too tired. Your anxiety and low sleep didn’t make it easier, which is why you ultimately decided to go back to your room and rest.

Freshly showered and dressed in nothing but a robe, you began snacking on some food you bought on the way back to the hotel. Watching another episode of the golden girls. Your phone dinged and you opened the instagram message, it was yeji. She sent you a reel. Your heart immediately dropped, you’d recognise that hoodie anywhere, you were the one that got it for him, not to mention he wore it just a couple hours ago when you convinced him to go. The blinged out ‘97 on his back confirmed it. His hands around some girls waist as hers were around his neck. You couldn’t see her because his body was covering her. But it was clear to you what was happening.

Yeji: I’m guessing he won?

y/n: yeah, he won.

You sat on the edge of the bed with your head in your hands staring at the floor. You felt sick, so sick it wasn’t funny. He continued his lies. It only shattered your heart even more, he stomped all over it the more he spoke.

“Y/n you’ve got it all wrong.”

You scoffed, “did I!”

“Yea you fucking did! She was asking me if I could get her a cab home she was drunk of her mind and I know her for years. She’s nothing but a good friend.”

“Yeah so am i”

He shook his head, tired. His head was pounding, but the fact he could lose you again made him nauseated. He didn’t know how he could make you believe him, he truly didn’t mess around with anyone. He’d never do that to you.

“You’re hands were on her and so were hers. From the looks of it, it didn’t seem like she was just a good friend.”

“That’s because she couldn’t even stand straight! Shit Y/N. What do I need to do to make you believe me?”.

You got up of the bed, his eyes followed you as you exited the room, stopping midway, “don’t follow me.”

You walked around aimlessly. You weren’t back for hours and he was going off his mind. He couldn’t get through to your phone. You didn’t answer any of his texts and no one has heard from you for 7 hours straight. Minho eventually came to his room, comforting Jungkook as he paced around the room like a maniac. He was worried, so fucking worried.

“Ok that’s it. I’m gonna go find her and you stay here.” He looked around for his wallet, taking Minhos car keys as he pulled the coat onto his back. The opening of the door is what stopped him mid track. You walked in, drenched in rain as you looked so drained. It made him pull you into his arms immediately. He held you so tightly it made you feel just a bit warmer.

“I love you.”

Those three words, those three words made you smile just a little, so weak but a smile nonetheless.

“Yeah,” you nodded sadly, “Yet you still have other women.”

Minho let himself out. But not before sending you the whole video. Where it clearly showed Jungkook honestly just helping his friend.

“I don’t care what you think right now, I really don’t. I love you and I’m sorry, just let me get you warm.”

He began stripping you of your clothes. Everything sticking to your skin, dripping wet. He sighed, looking at your cold and soaked body. He dried you up the best he could before he dressed you into your leggings and his sweatshirt. He got you under the covers, plugging in your phone to charge as he notices it was dead. Joining you under the covers, he glues his body to yours. Acting like a human water bottles as you close your eyes and intertwine your fingers with his.

“I love you too.”

a/n: Ehrm I’m so sorry that this took so long but honestly? I forgot about the series lmfao. I only saw it now as I’m working on so many stories with other members that it clogged up my entire draft list lol. Anyway, enjoy this new part !!

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Lights Above Our Heads || Alex Hogh Andersen x fem!reader

Masterlist ❄

Summary: A charming spectacle awaits you when Alex takes you on a tour of the mountains

Warnings: none :)

Word count: 1289

Authors: Fenrir & Cass

A/N: today’s prompt: Watching the Northern Lights

It had been one of the coldest winters in a long time. A cold winter like this would freeze the blood of anyone who didn't take sufficient care to stay warm at heart and core. However, despite the coldness engulfing the world, Alex decided to take a little trip with you, his beloved girlfriend. 

As Alex crossed another snowdrift while wearing a thick, red, 66°North jacket, thick, black pants and boots reaching slightly above his ankles, and a black hat pulled over his head, he glanced over his shoulder to see if you followed him. "Is everything okay there, Y/N? We're close!"

Angrily waving your hand at him, you nodded, saying, "It's fine! I'm just questioning my life choices here!"

As Alex made his way back to you through the snow, he offered you his gloved hand as he improved the camera case on his shoulder. He made sure you were walking after his traces in the snow, saying, "Come on, I'll help you."

Sighing deeply, you squeezed his hand and vowed to never let him drag you on another adventure again.

As the two of you walked up an icy, snow-covered hill, he reminded you firmly, "With all due respect, hun, you've always wanted it yourself. I want to see the northern lights, that's what you've been repeating like a fucking mantra."

You bit back a little sarcastically, "With all due respect, hun, I don't want any more trips if it means freezing my ass off in a mountain of snow!"

"You don't have to be a drama queen. It's not that bad," Alex commented, squeezing your hand a few times. You haven't been far north, trust me, it can be much worse." 

After walking in silence for a bit, Alex made a brief stop near a fallen fir tree, all covered in snow. "What a beautiful scenery, isn't it, darling? Can you pose for me?"

As you walked up to him, rubbing your hands together, you murmured, "It's going to cost you, love."

"It will cost me, okay, but what?" He teased back.

"A kiss," you smiled, tapping your cheek.

Alex didn't need to be told twice - he hugged you, pulled you closer, but before kissing your cheek, he rubbed your noses together.

Before pulling away to pose for him, you laughed and grabbed his chin to kiss him properly.

While Alex was setting his camera, he instructed you what to do with your hair falling from underneath your woolen hat. As soon as he put the lens on, he took several shots, changing the parameters every time to achieve more depth from the pictures. "You make the perfect model, sweetheart."

As you winked at him, you replied, "I want to hear that when you take care of me once I get sick again."

He gave you a look with an eye roll. "Don't make a duck face, baby, we're not taking a selfie."

"Why! I look sexy with a duck face! You could take some fun pictures, so we have a souvenir of our trip."

Even though he didn't want to admit it, you were right. As Alex packed his camera back into its case, he sat down on the fallen fir tree next to you. "Thank you for taking a week off from work. It has been quite a while since we were somewhere together."

With a soft aww sound, you kissed his cheek. "The first reason is that I wouldn't let you go alone, and the second is that you asked so nicely that I couldn't refuse, plus I needed a break from my job."

Alex wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer, enjoying the moment and your presence while staying silent. "Is it okay to continue climbing the hill now? Have you rested?"

"A few more minutes?" You asked, nuzzling closer to him. "I just want to savor the moment a bit longer."

In the moments before he commented, Alex straightened his back after noticing something. "Babe, take a look at that!"

The aurora lights played above. In the midnight blue, the northern lights were a river of green.

Taking a moment to look up, you whispered quietly, "Wow... Is that it?"

"Yes, yes it is."

You said eagerly, "C'mon! Don't sit like a stick! Grab your camera and take some pictures! And we should take a picture together! With lights in the background, it will look so pretty hanging in our bedroom."

"Don't worry, they won't vanish anytime soon," he assured, resting his chin on your shoulder while looking up while making sure to hold you as close as possible. "Let me savor this moment a little longer."

Your smile softened, and you took his hand, moving even closer. As you nuzzled him, you whispered, "You know? I love you."

"I love you too," Alex mumbled quietly and kissed your cheek after. "Despite your sometimes bratish behavior. Even if you are easily offended by irrelevant things. No matter how moody you are."

"You like it when I am bratty. You simply love to put me in the right place."

As Alex slowly opened his camera case, he said, "Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't, especially when I'm fed up with your bullshit." He asked you to hold his Canon camera while he set the tripod after making all the adjustments.

You scoffed loudly, "For sure babe, I will remember this next time." When he wasn't looking at you, you took the opportunity to gently poke his ribs.

Alex mounted his camera on the tripod and set the self-timer. After wrapping his arms around you, he pulled you closer, looking down at you for a moment before kissing you.

Once you were certain the picture was perfect, you kissed him back and pulled away to say, "I love you so much, my talented fiancé."

As Alex went to look at the outcome, he raised both thumbs up with a smirk on his face. "It's perfect! Can't wait to frame it, but let me try something else!" After turning the self-timer again, he returned to you and picked you up in bridal style; his eyes never left yours. "I love you."

Wrapping your arms around his neck, you confessed, "I love you too. I love you more than anything."

As Alex stopped paying attention to the camera, he kissed you tenderly for long enough that he had to break the kiss in order to breathe. As soon as he set you down, he adjusted the hat on your head, so you wouldn't get colder; and then he headed back to take more pictures of the northern lights. "I'm so fucking glad we came to Norway, darling."

You stared up at the sky and the beautiful lights dancing above, thinking about all the memories and plans you two had shared.

The sky shimmered with the green and yellow hues of the aurora; the silence of the spectacle added to its charm. The two of you were just staring silently into the dark as you enjoyed the silence and the stars above. In those moments, all your troubles seemed to fade away, and the world seemed to be at peace. Lights danced in front of you and stretched across the sky. Color was dancing across the sky and it almost appeared to be putting on a show, just for the two of you.

Slowly, you improved your scarf. "My happiness is the same as yours, Alex."

Alex turned his camera into recording mode and pointed it at the sky, then he returned to you. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders after sitting by your side. "I love you, Y/N."

Your hearts were set ablaze by the northern lights dancing silently above your heads.